For an unknown segment
of timelessness and limitless space,
I – I – was GOD
There, on an operating table, without further notice,
I reversed the foolishness of all religions –
I trimmed all church budgets to eliminate
cathedrals and wars so kids and old folks
could benefit equally from wheat fields, clear waters,
from gold chalices, marble altars, tithing
I kicked monks and nuns out of monasteries,
put them to work in factories and coal mines,
ordered them to pray and eat heartily on their own dime
I canceled sin and hell from Sunday sermons,
cirrhosis, heart murmurs, strokes, cancers and Cadillac’s,
added hootenannies, beer busts, line dancing,
taco parties, horse shoes, water fights, erotic rub a dubs
Women could be priests – gay too, able to cavort
and marry freely, be moms and dads as I intended,
live in peace on my earth, make love loudly, joyfully
Babies could play naked with daddies and mommies
under trees, on beaches, without shame, touch my leafy hands,
smell me in rain and fresh snow, hear me in song birds and streams,
savor the opulence of my cornucopia
I did this because neither kings nor queens, not prophets
nor gurus, not crazy guys with long beards in funny robes,
had ever awakened to what I had in mind
Sadly, I opened my eyes, miraculously healed, I suppose,
a minor god, but no longer GOD